This one’s like a kidney stone you need to pee out and get
on with your life.
I need to keep this short, because…
If you do “because”,
you are not going to keep it short.
…I have someplace to go.
You jumped the gun there, Italics Man.
Sorry.
Accepted.
Although “You jumped
the gun there” made it unnecessarily longer.
Can I get to my story, please?
Oh, you’re blaming me
now?
I’m curtailing this conversation. And I am thinking about disabling “Italics.”
Yeah, like you’d actually
know how.
Okay. I’m starting
now. And my first sentence is this:
In the arena of situation comedy, Non-Writing Executive
Producers are like hockey players who can’t skate.
“That’s my ruling”, as Judge Roy Bean used to say, in
movies, if not in real life.
You are on the team because you can play. It doesn’t matter what team it is. Nobody’s on the team if they can’t play. What good would they be?
COACH: I need a replacement. Not you.”
In situation comedy, the “team” is essentially the writers, all
of whom have earned their bones by putting something down on paper that made
that was adjudged to be funny, not by everybody,
but whoever’s running that particular team, an accredited writer themselves,
because in situation comedy, the writer is King. (Or, yes, Queen.)
Writers are writers for three reasons: They love writing. They are skillful at writing. And they could not imagine doing anything
else, not because of their unilateral passion for the field, but because they
are literally incapable of doing anything
else. For me, it was writing or… I
have no idea – a clear example of the situation I am talking about.
We write because there is nothing else we can do. And we gain acceptance because at least we
can do that.
Then these other guys
(and, yes, gals) show up, who are not writers – hence the name Non-Writing
Executive Produce – and they demand entry into our domain. And not just entry. They want to be an
integral part of running it.
(EVIDENCE IN THAT REGARD: There are no Non-Writing Story Editors or
Non-Writing Supervising Producers. These interlopers (I was about to say parasites)
are to be found only at the top. Imagine
an empty-resumed entity walking into a multi-national corporation and demanding
– and receiving – a position as “Non-Knowing-Anything” CEO. Who is not a member of the CEO’s family, or
someone who has pictures which, if they became public, would bring down the
house.)
How are non-writers able to crash the “Writers Only” party
and procure jobs as Executive Producers?
They have a note from their mothers.
“My Sonny Boy (Girl) is a genius! I’m their mother. I know.”
Okay, that doesn’t happen.
(At least as far as I’m aware of.)
What generally happens is that Non-Writing Executive Producers gain
access to the proceeding bearing negotiable chits. Redeemable coupons, earning them an
otherwise unattainable seat at the table.
I shall start with the Gold Standard of non-writing
Executive Producers.
Grant Tinker.
Grant Tinker secured entry into the proceedings in the
company of an immensely valuable – in the context of television –
audience-tested commodity:
His wife.
Mary Tyler Moore.
Mary delivered a hit show.
Grant Tinker ran it. The success
led to more shows. And he wound up with
a television empire.
It must be readily acknowledged, however, that Grant Tinker
was the best non-writing Executive Producer in the history of television. Why?
Because he never touched the writing, and he insulated the writers against
network interference. After Grant
published his memoir, I wrote him a letter, confessing that, because of his
impeccable behavior, I expected all Non-Writing
Executive Producers to act in an equally protective and boundaries respecting manner. I went on to reveal that, in my, to that
point, twenty-year career, it had never happened again. This led me to insist that Grant Tinker give
me my twenty years back. For having been
so cruelly and egregiously misled.
Grant was the prototypical example of the ideal Non-Writing
Executive Producer. Unfortunately,
nobody ever followed that example.
Tom Werner and Marcy Carsey had been production executives
at ABC. (As “Development People” there, they had ramrodded
Best of the West on to the network schedule.)
Not longer afterwards, Tom and Marcy
left ABC to produce their own shows,
taking with them certain line-jumping commitments from their former employers.
That’s why The Cosby
Show was originally pitched to ABC,
who turned the show down. They moved on to
NBC, and The Cosby Show, Rosanne, Third Rock From The Sun, That 70’s Show later, they are now
billionaires.
However – more so with their advancing success – they
meddled. In areas where they had
questionable instincts and expertise.
Third example – the Non-Writing Executive Producer of According To Jim. I know not how this woman gained her lofty position
in the According To Jim triumvirate
(along with its two show creators), or access to the room even, but there was
not a creative element in the show in which she was no micro-managerially
involved, instructing writers on how to do their jobs, and doing so entirely
“Credentials Free.”
It is hard for me to believe that at the end of the day, Non-Writing
Executive Producers do not retreat to their lavish homes, shut the door briskly
behind them, and scream
“I’m a fraud!!!!!!!!”
I felt that way
constantly.
And I actually did something.
Okay, the venom has now been purged.
Moving on.
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